Every restaurant has a favourite seat. It is dusk as I try to get my bearing off the newly-opened Big Smoke where I quickly pick out that the majority of patrons are drawn to the outdoor chairs lining the terrace, the Nairobi’s Karen evening chill and her not-so-posh mozzies (mosquitoes) notwithstanding.
I guess the privacy the walls provide and the heat the jikos offer, as well as the chance to puff one away without irritating anyone make up for the minor chill and bite inconvenience.
